There is a cloud over my head I can move into it, isn't that what you said? There is a sound in the back of my hand Trying to concentrate Is it something I've heard? Make me a dream, rubber or steel You would see all of it And would definitely feel All that I want And all that I fear Will be inside of it ♪ Pulling by the side of the road It's the prettiest thing That I can do for you (oh!) Pulling all the trees we have seen Plant in our memory It's so special to me ♪ Pulling by the side of the road It's the prettiest thing That I can do for you (oh!) Pulling all the trees we have seen Plant in our memory It's so special to me